[It's a short while. He has to wait until Kavinsky's asleep before ducking out to the balcony of their hotel room. When he calls her, his voice is hushed:]
Am I supposed to feel bad for him, Jesse? Whoever he is? I thought one of my sisters had been killed. Whoever made those bodies dumped them like rubbish and let us think the worst.
I'm not asking you to feel bad for him. He's a fucking idiot. I'm just telling you he wasn't actually trying to hurt you guys. I'm telling you this stuff so you can stop worrying about it, you know?
Revenge, right? Get back at him for scaring you. You wanna hurt him? I mean, you know what happens if you do, right? I heal him, and then it's just me you're hurting. So what's that do for any of us?
Nobody fucks with my family, Jesse. I don't care if it was accidental. Whoever it was should've grown some balls and come to me about it instead of hiding behind you.
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Hey, it's me.
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What's going on?
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[ Which is pretty much the single reason she hasn't been coping in her Usual Ways. ]
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The second thing is, it's an accident. It's not a threat or something twisted like that. He was scared and his powers got out of control.
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[ Sarcasm, it's happening. ]
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Look, I told you: He's mine. And I'm not gonna let you hurt one of my boys over a mistake. Don't make this ugly, Sarah.
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